"Pony, save me!"

The poignant voice echoed in his ears, and he followed it.

It was a beautiful palace, but it had become a sea of fire. A group of palace ladies dressed in brocade ran in all directions, and behind them were a group of soldiers who were like wolves and tigers, armed with knives and guns, and wearing armor.

She, dressed in a gorgeous palace dress, stumbled out of the main hall.

The temples are scattered, but the face is extremely blurred. Even if he tried to look, he couldn't see her clearly.

But he knew she was talking to him.

"Pony, save me!"

The woman screamed, and the mournful voice clearly reached his ears in the midst of the shouts and killings one after another.

Instinctively, he reached out and walked briskly towards the woman.

And she seemed to see her too, staggering towards him......

Strange to say, the distance between the two is getting closer and closer, but her face is still blurred, and she can only faintly see a trace of outline.

He opened his mouth to speak to her, but he couldn't.

Seeing that she was about to run closer, there was a look of horror in his eyes.

From the sea of fire behind her, a white horse rushed out. There was a young man sitting on the horse, with a sword in his hand, and in the blink of an eye he was behind her.

"Wrap, be careful!"

He finally cried out, but she didn't seem to hear it, and ran towards him desperately.

A cold light flashed in the air, and the young man on the white horse raised his sword behind her and slashed at her viciously......

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"Wrap, be careful!"

Yang Shouwen suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the grass.

On his forehead, there were dense beads of sweat, and he sat on the ground, panting heavily, and his heart was pounding even more.

The slanting sun and sunset dyed the Tiger Valley Mountain red.

Under the hillside, the stream is murmuring.

The water was so clear that you could see the fish swimming in the stream.

Two oxen were strolling leisurely on the grass by the stream. In the distance, I saw the undulating mountains dyed red by the afterglow of the setting sun, which was extremely enchanting.

The wind blowing from the direction of Yanshan is cool.

Blowing on Yang Shouwen's body, he couldn't help but shudder. Only then did he realize that his back was already wet with cold sweat.

Call!

Yang Shouwen exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and lay on the grass with a puffy sound, but his head was a mess.

This damn dream has been going on for more than ten days in a row.

It's the same dream, the same person, the same result every time...... But the question is, who is 'Bao'er'?

Thinking of this, Yang Shouwen couldn't help but have a headache.

After seventeen years of confusion, once sober, he unexpectedly found that he did not belong to this era.

He came from the future 1,500 years later, and after being reborn in this era, for various reasons, his soul was so closed that he spent a full seventeen years in a daze. If it weren't for the sudden thunderstorm, maybe he would still be living in a mess and be the 'idiot' who is always stupid in the eyes of ordinary people.

But, who is Bao'er?

Yang Shouwen swore that with his experience in two lives, he didn't know anything about 'Bao'er' at all.

But why, this damn nightmare has been with him since he woke up, and it makes him feel inexplicable heartache?

I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out!

"Amanu, herd the cowherd. Sixteen years old, stupid and demented.

The mountains chased the cattle and returned home with one less. Daddy came to ask him, but he didn't know how many scalpers there were......"

A burst of singing interrupted Yang Shouwen's thoughts.

He sat up and looked, and it turned out that a group of boys had run to the bank of the stream at some point, playing and singing nursery rhymes.

Yang Shouwen's face sank suddenly.

Because the Ajanu in the waist is talking about him.

When he was a child, because he was stupid, his grandfather took him to the Peace Temple in Changping to ask the Buddha for blessing, so he had the name of 'Amanu'. What is sung in the nursery rhyme here happened last year. At that time, Yang Shouwen was so stupid that he didn't even know that the herd was lost. When his father asked about it, he couldn't answer it clearly.

This is actually not a big deal, but I don't know who actually made this incident into a children's song and spread it, so that everyone in Changping County knows about it.

If Yang Shouwen's father was an ordinary person, it would be nothing.

The point is that his father, Yang Chenglie, is a county lieutenant in Changping. Although it is only a position under the ninth grade, it has also entered the grade. Changping is a small county town with a population of less than 3,000 households, but it also has more than 10,000 people. The entire county, in addition to the county order, the county official and the main book, is the largest official position of Yang Chenglie. This kind of thing happened to make Yang Chenglie feel very faceless.

Yang Chenglie was originally a son of the Yang family of Hongnong.

In Yang Shouwen's memory, Yang Chenglie was originally an officer, and somehow, his family moved to Changping.

Yang Shouwen's biological mother seems to be from a big family.

However, he passed away shortly after giving birth to Yang Shouwen, which also made Yang Shouwen have no mother since he was a child.

Later, Yang Chenglie continued in Changping and married a woman surnamed Song in Changping, and then gave birth to a son and a daughter.

Yang Shouwen's grandfather was a Taoist priest and did not like to live in the county seat, so he settled at the foot of Hugu Mountain.

Because Yang Shouwen didn't have a good brain since he was a child, and his mother died shortly after he was born, Yang Chenglie thought he was a disaster star and didn't like him very much. Therefore, Yang Shouwen has lived with his grandfather since he was a child.

Two years ago, when Yang Shouwen was fifteen years old, his grandfather died of illness.

Since then, Yang Shouwen has lived alone in the grange at the foot of Hugu Mountain, although he is not cared for by Yang Chenglie, but he also lives a leisurely life. After all, this grange is Yang Chengyeol's professional field. Relying on the 200 acres of vocational land under the Tiger Valley Mountain, Yang Shouwen is enough to worry about food and clothing...... As for herding cattle, it is a habit he has developed with his grandfather since he was a child.

The gains and losses of a cow are nothing to Yang Chenglie.

But the problem is that the whole Changping knows that he Yang Chenglie has raised a stupid son. In the past, everyone tacitly understood that they didn't know about the existence of Yang Shouwen. But when this children's song spreads, it is equivalent to uncovering the lid, and Yang Chenglie will be laughed at every time he gets together. Although some people have no malicious intent, it is enough to make Yang Chenglie feel a pimple in his heart. As a result, Yang Chenglie became more and more indifferent to Yang Shouwen.

Yang Shouwen, who was in a daze, couldn't feel the malice around him.

But Yang Shouwen, who has come to his senses, can keenly perceive that behind this children's song, there is a lot of malice hidden.

A pair of slightly delicate thick eyebrows frowned slightly, and he glanced at the children by the stream, but he felt helpless.

Isn't it true to these little guys in open crotch pants? They may not understand the malice behind the children's songs, but they just find it interesting, so they will keep singing it. Could it be that he can still arrest them and beat them up?

Sighing helplessly, Yang Shouwen picked up a stone from the ground beside him and threw it at the children.

The children laughed and scattered, but after a while they gathered again by the stream, singing and teasing the oxen.

At this time, there was the sound of horses' hooves at the end of the mountain road.

Yang Shouwen turned his head to look, and saw several horses appearing from the mountain road in the west, galloping towards this side.

The knight on the horse, dressed in black, wore a black hat on his head. A black veil hung from the edge of the hat, obscuring their faces, making it impossible to see clearly. This Tiger Valley Mountain is the remnant vein of Yanshan Mountain, which belongs to a part of Jundu Mountain. There are not a few people who come and go from Juyongguan and Guzhu every day, not to mention that it will be mid-autumn and August soon.

At this time of year, it is the most lively time in Changping.

In the past few years, due to the rebellion of the Khitans, Changping has been deserted a lot. And this year, it is basically the peace of the country and the people, and there is no war, so Changping has become lively again. In particular, last year's addition of the Guardian Prefecture in the northwest of Changping, and the increase in the number of Hu people migrating from the northeast, are also destined to be more lively in Changping this year than in previous years.

So Yang Shouwen only glanced at the team of knights, and didn't pay attention to it anymore.

He dusted himself off and walked slowly down the hillside.

At this moment, a scream suddenly came from the side of the stream. This was followed by a series of cries......